Ways Of This World
I was just a little girl
Peeking out of my momma's apron strings
I was just a little girl
But I knew what had to be
It would row, it would row
It would row all over me
I was just a little girl
What had to be
Easter dresses and choir robes
ballet slippers and pierced earlobes
I was just a little girl
But I knew the ways of this world
County fairs and church's bazarres
Swimming pools and muscle cars
I was nothing but a girl
But I knew the ways of the world
In the years peeled away
Like pages and pages of a novel
Grown men powerful men
They will fall at my feet to grovel
And they'll row, they will row
they will row all over me
But I am not a little girl
And I know, what has to be